My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 272 1.272

"Let Yirang, uncle! Madam! Bitch! Hey! Hey! Excuse me, let Yixiang! Let Yixiang ..." The little guy has short legs and is really in the middle of the crowd.

The photographed adults turned their heads one by one, then looked down, and then they saw a girl with a small face, running from their waist.

"Well? This kid! Stop! Kid! How can I cut in the queue? Behind the line!"

"Right to the right, don't rely on your young age to jump in!"

"We've been here for a long, long time!"

"That is, the children are not polite at all, go behind and queue up!"

Child Qiao was blocked by several aunts and aunts, and his head was a little bit distant, and he looked at the Shenshui Mountain Gate in the distance.

The distance is at least thousands of steps!

Every layer of the winding mountain road is full of people, big and small, old, young and old, and they don't know what the situation is.

Anyway, what team does she go to when she returns to her division? Qiao took a step back and looked at the elder sisters and sister-in-laws who stared in front of him, and frowned, "Why are you standing in line here?"

"Hi? This kid!"

"I don't know what it looks like!"

"Your young age, it's heavy to be careful!"

"Then why are you here?" A big sister-in-law clinged to a twelve-year-old girl, staring at Qiaomu.

"I'm here for my master!" Child Joe impatiently tried to crowd the crowd.

"Huh? Stop and stop!"

"Who didn't come to see Master?"

"That's it! This child, too much, what about your grown-up? Didn't take you to the line!" Another elder mother snorted at the trees with her eight- or nine-year-old granddaughter.

"You guys are also here for Master?" I went ... Murong Xie also whispered that she had great talents, and she has been such a disciple in her whole life, crying and begging to take her back to the door, but hesitate to use it Tong Xuanbao tempted her to come back.

What's going on now? So many people came to her! She actually received so many disciples? big liar! Lie to the baby!

"My master accepted you?" Impossible! This group of aunts doesn't look like a master! Why did Master accept them? Take it back to the laundry to cook and scrub the floor?

"What and what are you talking about?"

"Don't you also come in for the annual Shenshuizong to open the gate?"

At this moment there were more people around, one by one big sister-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Jetting around a short child: "A bite of a master shouted! Who is your master?"

"My master is Murong Xu of the first peak." Xiao facial paralysis was serious.

"puff!"

"Hahahahaha ..." The crowds were all happy.

"Yo this child, a young age, even Master Rongfeng of the first peak knows."

"It's so funny, Master Murong Feng didn't know how many years he had confiscated his disciples, and he didn't even know how to make a lie!"

"That is, tell us that Master Yang Feng of the second peak or Master Lu Feng of the third peak is your master, and it is a little more credible."

"Ah ha ha!"

The crowd blossomed like a joke, but the trees were silent for a while.

"Goo!" The little chicken squatting on Qiaomu's shoulder jumped suddenly, as if frizzling.

Qiao Mu quickly reached out and grabbed the little green chicken.

These uncles and aunts are just a little bored and their mouths are a little bit broken, but not the soldiers of Qiu Guo who do nothing evil.

(End of this chapter)